Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Bai Qingqing asked, âWhatâs with Wang Cuiniu? Did you do something to her?â
Zhang Xin smiled. âWhat could I have done? Iâm not a gangster.â
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Bai Qingqing shook her head. âBut I canât think of anyone else whoâd threaten her and whoâd make her... scared of me. Her change has something to do with me, and the person who did this must be someone I know.â
Zhang Xin was stunned. His gaze when looking at Bai Qingqing then became more scorching. âYouâre really smart. To think that you guessed this.â
He had never had any conflict with Wang Cuiniu in public before nor had he expressed his detest toward her. If he hadnât appeared the other day, Wang Cuiniu might not have been able to guess who was the one giving her a hard time.
Bai Qingqing clenched her fists, feeling a little angry.
âHow can you be like this? What did you do to her?â Bai Qingqing stared at him with a sharp gaze. Having been used to facing off beastmen who had tall and big statures, she had some disposition when facing Zhang Xin, who was only one palm taller than her.
Perhaps because he was in front of the girl he liked, Zhang Xin suddenly felt nervous and explained, âI only scared her a little outside the school gates, telling her not to look for your trouble.â
âReally?â Bai Qingqing asked, not feeling assured.
Zhang Xin put up his hand as if making an oath. âItâs definitely the truth.â
Bai Qingqing heaved a sigh of relief and said, smiling, âIâll believe you for now.â
As she said this, she looked in the direction of the school gate.
Zhang Xin looked over as well and was thinking of asking something when, to his surprise, he saw Bai Qingqing smiling and waving her hand toward the school gate.
âYouâre waiting for someone?â Zhang Xin asked. He could tell from afar that the person was a very tall young man. The high school boy who had started to grow taller looked even more like a kid in comparison to him.
From the guyâs disposition, it was clear that he had good looks and was also very young. Could it be...
Zhang Xin had an unpleasant guess. As expected, at the next moment, Bai Qingqing gave him an affirmed answer.
âHeâs my boyfriend. He came to bring me food.â Bai Qingqing started running over. She had just taken a step forward when she stopped, turning back and saying to Zhang Xin with a firm face, âWeâre in a serious relationship. Heâs already an adult and his life is starting to stabilize. Our relationship will also be more stable than other campus couples. We plan on spending our entire life together. Therefore, you better give up.â
Bai Qingqing smiled at Zhang Xinâs stunned face, then ran toward Curtis.
âSsss~â Curtis reached out one arm and was planning to hug her when she agilely dodged him.
âHey! Weâre at school,â Bai Qingqing said reproachfully, then stared at his mouth and continued, âAnd I already told you to be careful. Although there isnât anyone nearby, what if there are cameras in the vicinity?â
Curtis handed the lunchbox to her, his gaze locking accurately on Zhang Xin at the field.
When rivals meet, their eyes would blaze with fire. Zhang Xin was enraged, but when the other party looked over, he suddenly forgot about his emotions.
Through his senses, although the two of them were looking at each other from afar, he felt as if he was locked on the spot, and that even his slightest action could be seen clearly.
Zhang Xin felt the shivers for some reason and stood on the spot without moving.
âHeâs the classmate who helped you with your assignment?â Curtis placed additional emphasis on the word âassignmentâ, making Bai Qingqingâs heart tremble.
âUh... en. Actually, thatâs the apology letter he wrote for me.â Bai Qingqing looked at the lunchbox that had a good mix of meat and vegetable dishes, feeling both hungry and unsettled.
This was something she had decided on yesterday. She mustnât keep the matter about Zhang Xin a secret anymore.
God knew how shocked and horrified she felt when she saw the content of the love letter Zhang Xin had written for her in the book Curtis had used to practice his writing.